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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Chapter 2531

Once he had helped her into her underwear and Loungewear, she began to feel more composed.

Just as she was about to rise from the bed, Lyndon’s voice halted her.

“Hold on a second.

Tilda paused and looked at him curiously.

“What is it?”

“I need to change my clothes,” he said, striding toward the wardrobe to fetch a fresh shirt and pants.

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Without any pretense of modesty, he shed his robe, revealing a well- defined muscular torso that could rival that

of any top model.

Tilda stole a quick glance, then averted her eyes, feeling heat creep into her cheeks.

He had a solid build that looked stylish when clothed but revealed a well-toned physique when undressed, akin

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to that of an international male model.

Lyndon’s casual undressing, combined with the recollections of the previous night, left Tilda flustered yet again.

Suddenly, she felt the gentle pressure around her waist, and before she knew it, Lyndon had swept her into his

arms, cradling her as if she weighed nothing.

“What are you doing?” she exclaimed, her arms reflexively encircling his neck.

“I'm carrying you downstairs,” Lyndon replied, his tone light yet firm, Tilda sighed, a blend of amusement and

exasperation coloring her expression.

He indeed treated her like a helpless three-year-old.

“Lyndon, the injury is on my back.

My legs work just fine.

You can putdown now.

Despite her protests, Lyndon continued walking, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

“Perhaps your legs are fine, but what about your waist? Are you completely sure it’s all right?”

Confused by his question, Tilda was about to respond when Lyndon chuckled softly, “This morning, | read a bit of

that script you've been working on.

You wrote about how a woman feels the morning after a night of passion-like she’s been run over by a car, all

sore and bruised, especially around the waist.

Tilda’s face flushed a deep shade of red, her earlier annoyance giving way to embarrassment.

He had read those lines?

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Struck mute, Tilda found herself at a loss for words.

The more she spoke, the more she seemed to blunder.